User blog:Snowpaw the Wild/Snow's Character Interviews

I so totally stole this idea from Ferretmaiden. I'll ask my chars questions so you can get to know them. Feel free to suggest your own, as well as other chars of mine to interview. All the characters belong to me except Mattimeo and Sam, who I just put in for humor.

Snowpaw Dawn Rhena Keeneblade
Me: Hello.

Snowpaw: Hello. Why am I here again?

Me: So people can get to know you.

Snowpaw: What people?

Me: Just asnswer the questions, then you can get back to your busy life.

Snowpaw: I'd better. I have a lot of important stuff to be doing.

Me: You will. What's your favorite color?

Snowpaw: That color that's just hanging between purple and blue, so you can never decide which it is.

Me: Wow, mine too. What's your favorite food?

Snowpaw: I have no idea. Are we done yet?

Me: No. What is your favorite activity?

Snowpaw: Killing vermin.

Me: And why do you enjoy it?

''Snowpaw's answer is beeped out because it is so full of unattractive descriptions of vermin and - shall we say "colorful?" - language. ''

Me: ''Backs away to a safe distance. ''That's... Good to know. On to a different subject, do you have a love interest?

Snowpaw: None of your business.

Me: OK, then. ''Flips through a pile of paper. ''Ah. Here we are. What is your highest standard?

Snowpaw: ...

Me: ...

Snowpaw: Do unto others as you would have others do unto you, maybe?

Me: According to this, you follow the "Do unto others as others do unto you" standard more closely.

Snowpaw: Oh, that? I call it justice.

Me: ''Rolls eyes. ''Yes, good to know.

Romiedrell Voh
Me: Hello.

Romiedrell: Hi. ''Looks around. ''Is there any chance of this being, er, written?

Me: No. Why?

Romiedrell: I get... well, nervous talking to people. Especially people I don't know very well.

Me: I know how to make you want to talk.

Romiedrell: ''Looks closely at me. ''I was going to ask why, but I think I changed my mind.

Me: Uh-huh. What's your favorite color?

Romiedrell: Um, blue?

Me: What's your favorite food?

Romiedrell: Apples, I think.

Me: You think?

Romeidrell: Please just ask the next question, please.

Me: Does Snowpaw have a love interest?

Romiedrell: ...

''Strange noises can be heard in the backround. ''

Romiedrell: ...

''Strange noises continue. ''

Romiedrell: ... Yes.

Me: Who is it?

Romiedrel: I really have to go now. And by the way, you misspelled my name. There are two L's.

Me: Wait! Is it Sam?

Romiedrell: Yes and no! Bye!

''Door slams. ''

Darryle Treeflash
Me: Hello.

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Me: ...

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Me: Could a "Darryle Treeflash" please come forward?

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Me: ...

Darryle: ''Finally enters, in a blustery hurry. His clothing is rumpled and it looks as if he's either been hugging or wrestling someone. ''HelloSorryI'mlateHiWhereshouldIsitHello.

Me: Uh... hi. ''Looks at only other chair in room. ''Just curious, why are you late?

Darryle: I was... busy.

Me: With what?

Darryle: Big important stuff.

Me: Whatever. What's your favorite color?

Darryle: Yellow.

Me: What's your favorite food?

Darryle: Anything not plums.

Me: And why is that?

Darryle: ''Turns around. ''That's for me to know and you to find out.

Me: ''Sighs. ''Does Snowpaw have a love interest?

Darryle: ''Kicks floor uneasily. ''Maaaaybeeee, maaaaybeeee noooot.

Me: Translation, please?

Darryle: Noooo.

Me: Pretty please?

Mattimeo: ''Pokes his head into the room. ''Just so you know, Darryle, she's really bad with secrets. She'll tell the world if you tell her.

Me: You do realize this is going on the internet, right?

Darryle: It's WHAT?

Sam: Pokes his head in the other door. He realizes it. I told him about fifty times.

Darryle: YOU go away, Sam.

Sam: Shan't! ''Sticks his tongue out at Darryle. ''

Mattimeo: Fifty-seven times.

Me: Can we please-

Sam: No, I think it was fifty-six.

Darryle: If this goes on the intern-

Sam: You make a perfect match for Snowpaw, lily-liver! You can't climb, and she's scared of heights!

Romiedrell: ''Pokes head in yet another door. ''YOU be quie-

Snowpaw: ''Pokes head in yet ANOTHER door. ''I'm not scared of heights. I'm just scared of falling!

Me: And barfing. Why do we have so many doors in here?

Darryle: I don't know, why is this going on the internet?

Romiedrell: I don't know, why do you need to know about Snowpaw's love interest?

Snowpaw: I don't know, why do you have a file with all my personal information in it?

Mattimeo: I don't know, why does it matter if it's fifty-six or fifty-seven?

Sam: I don't know, why can't Darryle climb?

Darryle: I can too climb!

Sam: Prove it!

Darryle: Huh, I bet you can't climb these walls!

Sam:'' Climbs walls. ''

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Darryle: ''Climbs after him. ''

Romiedrell: I wonder why they're like that.

Mattimeo: Fifteen seasons ago, I would have said it was from hanging out with Snowpaw too much.

Romiedrell: ''Turns around quickly. ''What was that?

Mattimeo: ''Holds up paws defensively. ''I'm not saying it now!

Snowpaw: Y'know, it probably is from hanging out with me too much.

Me: Bashes head against desk. How could I have created such featherbrained, provokable characters? I can't stand it! Somebody HELP!